David Wagoner wrote this poem. It reminds me, as I enter Sabbath, there is a need to be still, to be quiet, and listen attentively. It is in the quiet I hear answers and sometimes those are new questions without the certainty of a ready answer I sought. Those answers sought are often formed before the question is posed.
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you,
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
The poem is very good, but your intro was even better. Thanks for the quiet thoughts for the Sabbath.
Nancy
Thank you Nancy
Must log off the internet from time to time…
I do once a week on Sunday. It has proven beneficial and created a space for me that is ncessary.
Very Nice poem. In breath experience.
Thank you Lvsrao.
very nice poetry!
It truly is.
what a poem! this is just amazing!
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Thank you so much for your kindness.
That is a very good poem.
Seems to me that the questions are much more important than the answers sought. Sometimes we have to work on the questions, defining and refining them… till the question itself leads to a deeper understanding of what it is that will bring true understanding…
I agree Shimon. It is the way we hold the questions and seek the next question that takes us to deeper places.